Otherworldly Architect

When Mingyan wanted to explain something, the punk girl's mother suddenly appeared.

"Damn girl! It's making noise outside again!"

The woman came over and directly twisted the punk girl's ears.

It seemed that she had driven a long way here, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

The punk girl cried out in pain and shouted, "This is music! Music!"

"Things that no one appreciates! What the hell are you doing!" Her mother was merciless and dragged her out of the abandoned garage, "Father and mother support you in college and buy musical instruments for you Study hard, go to the music hall, and find a stable and decent job—it’s not for you to hang out with homeless people in this kind of ghost place!"

Mingyan: "...Wait, let me introduce myself—"

He took the business card out of his pocket.

However, the punk girl struggled and just knocked Mingyan's business card away.

"He's not a tramp! He's my bosom friend!" the girl roared. "He knows music! And you don't know anything!"

Her mother was about to die of anger, and she was chasing and beating her all the way with a stick.

The two ran wildly one after the other, both of them were very familiar with this street, and they disappeared in an instant.

Mingyan chased him for a while, but couldn't catch up, so he had to go back to the garage.

On the automatic musical instrument used by the girl, the word "VV" was drawn with colored pens, which may be her code name or stage name or something like that.

Mingyan took a picture of the words, and then squatted beside him.

He waited here for a long time, but he never saw the girl come back.

——It's over, maybe she was locked up at home by her guardian.

Then, Mingyan knocked on the doors of several nearby houses to inquire.

They didn't know where the girl was from or how to contact her.

The seemingly rock-style music was too disturbing, and the girl had to run for several kilometers to find such an abandoned garage to practice.

I didn't take a picture of her just now.

However, the voice recorder recorded the last segment.

Mingyan sighed, and had no choice but to ride his small electric wheel again.

When Mingyan returned home, he was very preoccupied.

That piece of music shocked him, and it has been circling in his mind all the time.

He didn't even notice the hesitant expressions of his adoptive parents, so he went upstairs directly.

After tossing and turning for a while, Mingyan still decided to find the girl.

The next game he wants to make fits right into that feeling—the urge to push through all obstacles and give it your all.

It's just that I haven't found a suitable musician before.

Now that they have been found, it is absolutely impossible to let the cooked duck fly away like this!

After many days, Mingyan re-logged into his account.

[@微的工作: Missing person notice!Looking for an independent musician in his 20s.Female, about 20 years old, about 1.6 meters, mainly composed of rock music.Here are the relevant clues. (Picture: "VV" written in colored pencil) (Link: A rock segment sung by a punk girl)]

After hesitating for a moment, he clearly added a reward to his missing person notice.

Those who retweet will have a chance to draw a prize to get 1000 yuan, and those who provide clues can get 1 yuan.

Find someone directly, and offer a reward of [-]!And thanks in the name of Blue Star Studio!

Mingyan has not been on a social networking site for a long time because he is immersed in his work.

His account is also so idle that it is about to grow grass, and a little red dot of 9999+ will pop out as soon as he enters.

During this period, each of Bluestar's games was working hard, and as Bluestar's chief architect, Mingyan's account spontaneously gathered a large number of Bluestar fans.

Although the studio is small, all the games are high-quality products, so the player base is very loyal.

They call themselves "Little Stars".

As soon as this blog was posted, it suddenly shocked fans.

[Damn ghost!You still know how to come back!I really want to arrest you and put you in a small black room. You are not allowed to go out until you hand over the new game! 】

[Looking for a musician?Is it that Blue Star is recruiting outsiders?I'm graduating soon, is there any school recruitment channel?Is there any, begging for a chance! 】

[Passing by to help expand. 】

[The next version of "League of Legends" is coming!It was said that it was posted last month!You missed the ticket!I'm going to die if I can't play the new job, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[It's fine if you don't update the next version, can you explain why you cut the swordsman?The No. [-] skill is directly cut down, okay! 】

Mingyan swiped the blog, and immediately a blockbuster "reminder" news came.

It just makes my scalp tingle.

Sometimes the games you make yourself are so popular that it's really a sweet burden.

Fortunately, fans of "Minecraft" can accept the reality, after all, it is an independent game made by one person...

Now they are afraid to say clearly that they want to make other games, and they will not continue to update "Minecraft". They are hugging and holding each other high every day.

In contrast, it is a little angel!

However, at least this blog is popular, so there is still hope of finding someone.

Mingyan comforted himself, and was about to turn off the phone, but found that Xia Cheng also called.

Mingyan picked up the communication: "Hello?"

"Look for someone as soon as you come back?" Xia Cheng said.

Ming Yan said: "Yes, I just heard the right music on the road. I didn't expect someone to run away. Now I can only find another way to find someone."

Xia Cheng: "..."

There was a long silence on the phone.

Ming Yan wondered: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Xia Cheng suddenly said quietly: "Do you know? I heard that in ancient times, in order to get the emperor's favor, some very scheming concubines would deliberately sing in the imperial garden, pretending to meet her by chance. Then the emperor appreciated her singing, I'll keep her in bed."

Mingyan: "...huh?"

"I just came back from the wilderness with you, and you didn't ask me if I was sick?" Xia Cheng asked again.

The topic changed too quickly, Ming Yan was confused and said, "Are you okay?"

Xia Cheng sniffed his nose forcibly, and said, "I have a cold."

Isn't it awesome when you go fishing in the river with your shirt off!

Now I can't hear a little nasal sound!

Mingyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Then you should have a good rest and drink plenty of hot water."

If Mingyan could see Xia Cheng's expression at this time, he would definitely be attracted by that deep dimple.

Obviously, the little lion of the Xia family is not happy.

Xia Cheng's tone became more resentful, and he said, "Do you need me to find someone for you?"

He said clearly, "I'll wait for the news."

"Oh, if you find that concubine..." Xia Cheng said, "No, I mean, if you find that musician, remember to let me know."

Mingyan: "??" Tell you what you want?Are you going to poach someone from me?

Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

……

Ling Xiaoman has been locked up in the attic all night.

No food or drink, just give her an acoustic guitar, and a sentence "Use this thing to support yourself if you have the ability!".

This is to make it clear that I want her to give up the rock and roll path.

The population structure of the Sixth Star Province is very complicated. Ling Xiaoman's family all immigrated from the Galactic Empire next door.

After Ling Xiaoman went to the conservatory here, he plunged into the big pit of retro rock and roll, and couldn't get out again.

She felt that she had found the meaning of life!

However, her parents are getting old... they don't understand, they refuse to understand rock and roll.

"No one will admit this kind of noise! ​​Listening to it makes people suffer from high blood pressure!" They said, "Why don't you continue to learn the keyboard? Why can't you just follow the road of music honestly?"

"This is music! It's my music!" Ling Xiaoman said.

But no one listened to her.

On more than one occasion, they broke her violin, hid her CDs, and disconnected her from the Internet.

For every minute of rock and roll she sings, they cut off the electricity in her bedroom for an hour so they can't keep playing the accompaniment.

But Ling Xiaoman was very tempered, she opened the window and yelled at the outside.

Many of her lyrics were born this way!

It didn't take long for neighbors to come over and complain, and then Ling Xiaoman's parents had to lock the windows, too.

After a few times, they decided to lock Ling Xiaoman in the utility room in the attic and let her reflect on it.

Ling Xiaoman removed a metal shelf inside and used steel pipes to beat himself.

She firmly believes that as long as people don't die, they will get ahead sooner or later.

She yelled downstairs: "Someone appreciates my music! He said my song is very good, and he even wrote the lyrics for me!"

Her mother responded even louder: "That's just a bum! He didn't pay you a penny! Your so-called rock and roll is worthless!"

Her father was also very helpless, and knocked on the door and said, "Xiao Man, just listen to your mother once. Retro-style things are too small, and when you graduate, you won't even be able to support yourself."

There was a "clang" sound from the other end of the door.

Ling Xiaoman smashed the steel pipe angrily, and said: "If I can't support myself, I can't support myself! If I don't have rock and roll, I'll die!"

So her father was also furious, unable to speak for a while.

The network has been disconnected, Ling Xiaoman angrily dropped the phone.

She broke a lot of old furniture in the attic, and then found that the windows in the attic were not closed.

From this window, she slowly climbed out, then moved down the roof step by step, and finally slid down silently holding the electric pole next to her.

Ling Xiaoman ran away from home!

She didn't eat or drink all day, and she didn't know where she could go, so she walked aimlessly.

Suddenly, two people sitting on the street caught her attention.

"Blue Star Studio looking for someone? Looking for you?"

"Don't be kidding, I want to join too, but they don't want me. They're looking for talented musicians, listen—"

The soul-stirring music was released from the mobile phone, and the rhythmic drums attracted the attention of many people.

Ling Xiaoman yelled "Wow", "Isn't this my song!"

what happened?

The two teenagers also looked over, their six eyes met: it can't be such a coincidence!

"You...you are the VV that Blue Star is looking for?"

The two teenagers were overjoyed.

There are so many people who reposted and saw the missing person notice, at least tens of thousands, scattered all over the planet... There must be a few who can hit VV, right?

I didn't expect it to be them!

A bonus of 10 yuan is already quite a lot.

But what is more important to their students is "serious thanks from Blue Star Studio" - what does that mean?

It means that in the job market, when others are shopping for academic qualifications and qualifications, he only needs to say "the chief designer of Bluestar thanked me personally", and he can attract all the attention at once.

Ling Xiaoman was stunned, she still didn't know what happened.

Why did the two teenagers in front of me look so happy, grabbed her and said, "Let's go, find Designer Ming!"

"Designer Ming...who is it?" Ling Xiaoman asked.

Before the boy could answer, he heard another menacing voice coming from behind——

"Ling Xiaoman! You are more courageous than the sky!"

Ling Xiaoman's parents came after her, and her mother was riding a small e-donkey, with an air of being one man and one man.

If she was caught again, she might not see the light of day for ten days and half a month.

With a start, Ling Xiaoman jumped up on the spot, broke away from the people on both sides and ran.

It is obvious that humans cannot outrun machines.

Luckily, Ling Xiaoman had the quick wit and jumped onto a camphor tree by the lake, then climbed onto a clump of trees and fell down.

The camphor tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, but it is not strong, and it can barely support the girl's weight.

Her mother jumped up anxiously: "You've got some skills, damn girl! Hurry up and get down! You won't be drowned if you fall into the lake in a while!"

Ling Xiaoman screamed: "I won't go down! Even if I, Ling Xiaoman, jumped from here today and drowned in the lake, I would definitely not take a step with you!"

Ling Xiaoman had 10 yuan to walk, and the two teenagers were out of breath, so they hurried to the lake.

At this time, several passers-by also paid attention to the situation on this side, and tried to persuade Ling Xiaoman.

Someone started filming.

Some people pulled out their mobile phones and called the police.

The girl's temper is not covered, said: "Give me back my keyboard! Give me back my tape! Otherwise, I will really let go!"

Her mother's temper was exactly the same, and she said angrily: "If you have the ability, let go! It's impossible to go back and make noise with you! Why can't you be sober? Can that kind of thing support yourself? You learned Have you made any money for so many years? Does anyone else think this thing is music?"

Ling Xiaoman shouted: "There is my uncle!"

"Uncle, you bastard!"

At this time, the two teenagers also understood that Ling Xiaoman's family has always disagreed with her engaging in retro rock.

"Auntie, auntie, wait a minute... do you know Blue Star Studio?"

Ling's mother was furious, and said without thinking: "I don't know! I don't care about me teaching my daughter!"

The young man's face was full of black lines, he took out his mobile phone to show her, and said, "That's Blue Star Studio! Look! How many fans!!"

Mother Ling glanced at it, but couldn't see the string of numbers clearly.

She paused for a moment, pointing her fingers one by one, suddenly a little dizzy, and said, "What's wrong, isn't it... 6000 million?"

"You counted wrong! It's [-] million! [-] million followers!" The boy said loudly, "Our most famous local studio, Blue Star Studio! The one that made "League of Legends"!"

Speaking of the League of Legends, obviously he and his friend were quite familiar, so he couldn't help but licked his lower lip.

Mother Ling was a little confused and said, "Does this have anything to do with me teaching my daughter?"

The young man said: "Of course it has something to do with it! This is the Blue Star Studio, their boss, Chief Designer Ming is looking for your daughter!"

"Mr. Ming? Who is Mr. Ming?" Mother Ling asked vigilantly, "Why are you looking for my daughter!"

The young man couldn't laugh or cry: "It's Ming—the chief designer—! Not 'President Ming'. He must have taken a fancy to your daughter's musical talent, look!"

He fiddled with the phone, and Ling Xiaoman's singing came out of it.

To be honest, there is no mistake, that kind of "disturbing people" singing has been the existence that Ling's mother has hated for many years.

She opened her mouth and said, "What's the matter? Show me."

Mother Ling flipped over her phone.

Ling Xiaoman hanging on the tree was also a little confused, she looked around with her head probed.

Blue Star Studio?

She has heard of it!Have you ever played Minecraft?But then I was too busy fighting with my parents, so I stopped playing.

At this moment, the interstellar police who received the alarm call finally arrived.

From a distance, I saw Ling Xiaoman hanging on the tree, with half of his body stretched out curiously.

The two policemen glanced at each other, quickly pulled out their guns, and fired the electromagnetic restraint device.

"what!"

Accompanied by a short scream, Ling Xiaoman... was finally "arrested".

……

Mingyan received a call just after lunch.

"Hey, did you find VV? Okay, thank you very much, I'll go there now!"

He didn't expect that things would go well.

Enthusiastic netizens actually happened to run into a punk girl who ran away from home the next day, and even alarmed the police, bringing them all into the police...

Now that the transcripts were finished, the group came out of the bureau—and received a round of criticism and education from the police.

At present, the punk girl Ling Xiaoman, accompanied by her mother, finally came to the site of Blue Star Studio.

After last year's expansion, Blue Star Studio has occupied the seventh and eighth floors.

The space is well managed, but still a bit cramped.

Mingyan is considering saving money to buy a new office building, but now he can only entertain guests in his office on the seventh floor.

Now the glass of the office is bright, the place is clean and tidy, and it looks like a mature studio.

The secretary had already prepared, and tea was also placed on the table.

Mingyan first thanked the two young people who helped him find someone in person.

As promised, I directly gave a check of 10 yuan, and also gave a written thank you letter.

However, one of the young men blushed and said, "Senior! Oh no, Mr. Ming! Ah no, Mr. Ming! Can you sign me?"

Mingyan laughed dumbfounded, and said, "Of course."

The other, who was holding his breath, immediately said, "I want it too!"

I saw the young man rummaged all over his body, but couldn't find a piece of paper, so he quickly shrank his head and took off his shirt... He blushed and said, "Please sign it for me, and you need big characters! I won't do it in this life Wash this dress!"

Mingyan took a marker pen for him to sign, and asked by the way: "You called me senior just now - did you also graduate from the Royal Academy?"

"Yes! I'm a sophomore this year!" The young man stood upright with a proud expression on his face, "You are my idol! I spend all my spare time making an RPG game, my dream After graduation, you can enter Blue Star Studio!"

Mingyan smiled and said, "It's good for young people to have dreams, so I wish you success in your studies."

The other young man was more introverted, as if he was too excited to speak.

Mingyan also encouraged him.

Then he gave the two of them two small items, which are peripheral products of "My World" - two fluffy Tintin dolls.

The two looked overjoyed, and even took a photo in front of the Blue Star Studio's LOGO, wishing they could bounce around and walk.

Mingyan looked at them through the glass.

Suddenly feeling a little old, he touched his face.

Well, it's still smooth.

It is impossible to be old, he still has 1 games to play, how could he be old!

Next, Ling Xiaoman and her daughter were already waiting in the office.

As soon as Mingyan entered, she saw Ling Xiaoman sitting on the guest seat, and her mother standing behind her...the two were exactly the same, looking left and right.

"Hey, is this pen made of thousands of gold?" Mother Ling asked in a low voice.

She picked up the pen sent by the IPP company and looked at it.

At this time, Mingyan walked in, and she was so frightened that she dropped her pen on the table.

"Hi, I'm Mingyan, the chief designer of Blue Star Studio."

Mingyan walked over with a smile, and put the pen back into the pen holder.

He shook hands with Mother Ling.

And Ling Xiaoman covered his mouth in shock: "Uncle! You are the uncle!"

Uncle?

Mother Ling looked at Mingyan's appearance——

With fair skin and tender face, sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes, he looks like a handsome man in the oriental classical style at first glance, and some people believe that he has just graduated.

Ling's mother slapped Ling Xiaoman on the back of the head: "Stinky girl, what nonsense! You have no manners at all! You have to call me little brother!"

Ling Xiaoman: "...Mom, don't you usually hate internet slang the most?"

Ling's mother had already cleared her throat, pretending to be calm, and said to Mingyan: "I have already understood the specific situation. They said you are looking for my daughter, so what are you doing?"

Ming Yan said: "It's like this. I ran into your daughter practicing a song on the road the day before yesterday. After listening to it, I was amazed by her music and admired her composition style very much, so I would like to take the liberty to ask—"

Not finished yet.

Ling Xiaoman suddenly jumped up on the spot and spiraled up.

"Hahahahahahahaha holding grass!!! Why did you come here! I have had a dream for six years!!!"

Ling Xiaoman has been on the road of retro rock for six years. During these six years, almost no one appreciates her, and no one cares about her music.

This kind of depression and frustration is a very fatal blow to the creator.

If it is not true love, how can a talented girl persist until today?

Even with Ling Xiaoman's pungent character, she also knows how to dream of a girl.

For a while, she had this kind of story in her dreams every day——

Cinderella finally met her prince one day!The prince is not only her bosom friend, but also brought her into the high-class banquet with his own hands!

Spin, jump, and dance with your eyes closed.

From then on, her songs will never be ignored again!

Under the recommendation of the prince, everyone regards her creation as the music bible, making her famous all at once!Get rich overnight!

Her parents were stunned, they would never say her music was "music" again, and they would never break her little guitar again!

"Why did you appear! Hahahahahaha——"

Ling Xiaoman smiled and cried again for some reason.